Chords for "Charles Berstein" by Ratboys

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_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Little [A] yellow stars, the three are [E] the compass, _ _ _ [B] won't go [A] away _ [B] from watching [E] you.
_ _ _ You are [A] the ruler _ _ _ of my [E] orbit.
_ My sole [B] _
[A] point of interest, _ _ know [B] what [E] I mean.
_ _ I thought you [A] were proud man, until I spent [E] some time on you.
And [B] now I [A] know, that you would not love that [E] fool.
_ You make [B] me wanna [A] do things, work hard till I [E] get got myself.
You make [D#] me a woman [A] of art, _ you make [B] me a woman [E] of reek. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] How [A] in the name _ of He who made [E] creation, _ _ _ did I breathe [A] a second _ without you by [E] my side.
_ And [B] I built a fort, and I creased in for [E] a stake.
_ A roommate stared [A] at my pants, walked in [C#] and it [E] wasn't bright. _ _ _ _
[B] A year flew through, trapped I [F#m] would say.
_ [A] _ Never thought you would let me go that way, but no.
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_ _ _ _ _ Never thought it would be so easy. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Always had this suspicion, _ _ I'm a ghetto _ whore.
I'm _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] a changed girl, [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] but who are [C#m] you kidding? _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Can't [B] even go [E] to the store. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Always wondered, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
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[E] will turn out. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Em] boy does [C#m] it matter. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Grandpa, _ _ [B] _ _
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have [A] _ _ _ [B] something that I can only [E] dream.
It's as, a love [B]
inside the lampshade, didn't know what [E] that was.
_ _ An [B] atlas of [A] the world, points my head and [E] body to the north.
A roommate [A] stared at my feet, [B] walked in and it [E] wasn't bright. _ _ _ _ _
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